I kept talking about this; growing up on the edge of the Chihuahua Desert, you could find remains of the roving packs of chihuahuas that scoured the desert thousands of years ago. Vicious little monsters, weighing all but a few pounds a piece, with their bristly tan hair and bug eyes (being nocturnal hunters, they needed them to soak up the light from the moon), their soprano howls filling the skies while the local natives all ran and hid in their settlements, hoping the chihuahua would glance over their livestock. But, for those that weren't as lucky, the pack of chihuahuas would start at the ankles, causing the animals to fall. after they lose their footing, it's game over! they could demolish a herd of goats and bison in seconds flat, and leave the bones stripped clean of everything.... And off they went into the night, looking for a spot to rest before their next sortie of terror happens the next night.

Well.... my ordnance was supposed to be armed on Saturday, so that I could launch payload on time; looks like there was a problem with the logistical boys, so let's hope I get in the payload before launch time.

There's a little town called Friona that's not too far away, and for some reason it was all delivered there... the timestamp on the tracking number shows that it was processed at the local post there, and about 4 minutes later was then forwarded, so it was definitely an error on their end. I just find it hilarious that something like that would happen. Oh well......

Well.... my ordnance was supposed to be armed on Saturday, so that I could launch payload on time; looks like there was a problem with the logistical boys, so let's hope I get in the payload before launch time.